The place was a mess, broken tables and chairs littered the gym floor. Streamers lay in torn ruins. And instead of the silver light of the disco ball, the place was flooded with red and blue lights of the EMS vehicles outside.

"Why is it things go so horribly wrong at prom?" Noah asked dejectedly.

Rex pulled out his phone and with a gentle tap he played a soft rock song, then approached the blond and cleared his throat. "Can I have this dance?" he asked, holding out his hand.